Just Now

I'm in the kitchen writing up some stuff for Babble when Serge comes in to prepare the snack we take when we pick up Violet from pre-school. The following conversation takes place as he pours Almond Chocolate Milk into a sippy cup to put in the car for her along with her bag of Goldfish crackers:

SERGE: Last time I took Apple Juice and there was big trouble. She wasn't very happy.

ME: So? That doesn't mean you should give her chocolate milk every time. You can't just kowtow to her demands because she's being an asshhole.

SERGE: Why? I do it with you every day.